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Karen Fein, the vice president of marketing for Hinge, says that couples might realize they grew up on the same street.

“The story is: ‘I can’t believe we didn’t meet already,’ ” she says.

But the problem is: With online dating, there isn’t much of a story to tell.

The really good stories are usually about the dates that go horribly wrong.

He didn’t message her for five days, so she unmatched him.

As it turned out, the guided tour was fascinating and I was touched that he’d put so much time into our evening together. “You can leave now.”And how about the guy who answered his mobile a minute into our date and then had a twenty minute call. I was walking home by the time he text me to ask where I was. Okay I have another date tonight but he’s 22 so he’s an unproven idiot. But young lads do have a habit of constantly referring to my age. So they focus on “all these potentially serendipitous connections that could have allowed them to meet.” Couples might say: “We met through Catherine and Chase on Hinge.” It’s the equivalent of “We met through Catherine and Chase at a dinner party.” But not everyone’s so open about it.Even though online dating’s stigma has faded, a recent study found that 21 percent of Americans still consider online daters to be desperate.Her research has also shown that, when couples meet online, they get less support and approval from friends and family.Could part of online dating’s lingering stigma be that there’s no cute story to tell?I’m a good-looking 31 year-old professional man with a great sense of humour and a passion for reading, writing, exercising and socialising. For my part I’ve fallen in love once and become infatuated a number of times. That malicious magician, Cupid, pulled the curtain back on each of his tricks to reveal the truth: each and every one of them was a crude and tawdry sham. Last night I went on a date who had prepared an historical walking tour of London, complete with an itinerary in a plastic wallet. Nonetheless, his neuroses and gargoylesque mutations of character are yet to take full form.